I have a food fetish phone sex obsession. I can’t help it; food is so much fun to play with. Especially things you use to make a sundae with. Ice cream, whipped cream, chocolate or caramel sauce, maybe some cherries or strawberries. There are so many things you can do with them. Gather around, boys, and let me tell you a naughty story.
I shuddered as the ice cream was smeared all over my lower belly with a large cool metal spoon. As the ice cold utensil traveled lower, I let out a gasp of both shock and pleasure. When using particularly warm or cool foods, there’s a very pleasurable sensory play element mixed nicely into the food play. The spoon traveled lower onto my pussy lips and I moaned reflexively. Just when my body was getting used to the sensation, a tongue (nearly scalding compared to the chill of the ice cream) touched my skin and started lapping up that decadent mix of ice cream and pussy juice. Pussy flavored ice cream; it can’t get much better than that.
I trembled as more ice cream was applied to my pussy lips like lipstick. It came as a shock when the hot fudge was drizzled over the ice cream followed by that tongue again, licking it all up like a starving animal. It felt so fucking good having that tongue flicking my clit with so many hot and cold sensations surrounding my pussy and dripping down my asscrack. Oh, and that tongue ate it all up out of that, too. It was very thorough. And I came at least twice by the time it was all licked up. Then, I was cleaned up with a warm washcloth and fucked senseless. I got to taste the desert as we made out with his dick buried deep inside of me.
Well, if you have a fetish for food and want to have food fetish phone sex with me then give me a call. It’ll be fun, baby. Smooches.